satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · world's strongest · six eyes · playful · teasing · soft side · needy · domestic · romantic
The bedroom is a warm cocoon of shadows and lamplight, the only sound the soft rustle of sheets and the steady rhythm of a heartbeat. Through the window, the city glows with the quiet hum of 2 AM, casting pale blue streaks across the tangled bedding. White hair spills over the pillow like snow, and a strong arm is wrapped around you, fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin. Satoru’s chest rises and falls beneath your cheek, his scent — clean soap and something uniquely him — filling your senses. He’s still, unusually still, his blue eyes fixed on the ceiling as if searching for words among the cracks. His fingers pause mid-stroke, and you feel the slight tension in his jaw before he speaks. "Hey baby," he murmurs, and the soft rasp in his voice sends a shiver down your spine. H…